Chapter 495: Whoever is strong is the original

"Wow! Teacher and the others won!"

The F6, hiding in the dark and "OMO-ing," clenched their fists excitedly. Witnessing Uchiha Madara crush the clones they viewed as nightmares with overwhelming force, their faces were full of joy and pride.

"Can we... really reach the height of the Hokage?"

But as their blood cooled, looking at Uchiha Madara, who was looking down on the heroes in the field, they only felt a mountain that was too high to climb in front of them, likely impossible to surpass in their lifetime.

Although the village didn't have a hard rule that the next leader must be stronger than the previous one, the philosophy that "the strong are respected" was deeply rooted in people's hearts. They were all growing up with the dream of becoming Hokage.

Senju Hashirama, Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Madara—they were all objects they were chasing. In order to become strong people comparable to them, the F6, full of hot blood, had been practicing hard.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Now, being conquered by Uchiha Madara's strong strength again, their dreams, which they had held for many years, showed signs of wavering for the first time, and they shook their heads decadently.

They couldn't even compare to a single hair of the Hokage, so how could they dare to dream of reaching his height? It was simply wishful thinking.

"If I could have half... no! One-tenth of the Hokage's strength, I could laugh in my sleep."

Uchiha Kagami watched his idol from afar, his face full of worship. As for reaching Uchiha Madara's strength, as a rare steady-type Uchiha, he had at least the basic self-awareness.

"Teacher is coming over, hide quickly."

The group, immersed in complex emotions, suddenly discovered Senju Tobirama's figure rushing over, and were scared out of their wits. Disobeying orders was a major taboo for ninjas.

Disregarding the teacher's instructions in wartime was a capital crime.

But fortunately, the group, holding their breath, discovered that Senju Tobirama didn't head straight for where they were hiding, but landed at the location where the gas explosion had just occurred, lowering his head and searching for something.

"Huff... that was close. Let's leave after the teacher and the others leave~"

The group finally felt relieved, but didn't dare to act rashly, hiding carefully for fear of being discovered by Senju Tobirama.

On Uchiha Madara's side, after brushing off Senju Tobirama, who wanted to steal his spoils, he turned to look at the group of injured clones on the ground, a flash of doubt in his eyes.

His attacks just now hadn't been merciful, but according to Hashirama's physique, they shouldn't have failed to recover for so long. Could it be that these clones had some kind of defect?

Lacking professional knowledge, Uchiha Madara's doubt only lasted for a few seconds before he threw it to the back of his mind, pulling out professional binding props from his ninja tool bag.

Looking at the sturdy and flexible rope in his hand, the expression on Uchiha Madara's face became subtle. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a few inexplicable colors appeared in his gaze toward the clones.

"Hum hum hum~"

I can't bear to play with the original, so I'll just step on these fakes.

As if feeling the malice emanating from Uchiha Madara, the clones felt their backs chill and their chrysanthemums tighten.

Number One had just been flung away by Uchiha Madara's strange strength, and was now lying on the ground with eyes closed, its internal organs displaced by centrifugal force not yet returned to their original positions, and its fist-swinging arm hanging twisted, but it was conscious.

"You... don't come over!"

It struggled to sit up, shouting with a pale face, but was met with Uchiha Madara's even faster footsteps.

"Hehe~"

The more you scream, the more excited I get!

Uchiha Madara grabbed Number One like a little chick, skillfully tying it into a "tortoise shell binding."

Looking at the binding technique he had practiced in his heart for many years, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, just as I expected."

"Damn it! If it weren't for this strange power..."

Senju Hashirama's physique was abnormal, but not invincible.

The reason the injuries of the defeated clones hadn't healed rapidly was all because Uchiha Madara's attacks just now contained a trace of power different from the past, making them unable to fully recover for a time.

And this power, even Uchiha Madara himself hadn't noticed.

"Finally... finally! Finally, I've waited for this!"

In an unknown corner of the battlefield, besides the F6, there was another audience who had been lurking for a long time.

Previously disappointed and preparing to leave, Black Zetsu was now so excited he almost boiled over, his bean-like eyes carrying deep greed, staring fixedly at the victorious Uchiha Madara, wishing he could swallow him alive.

Just now, as he was about to turn and leave, he saw Uchiha Madara performing Wood Style, which stopped him in his tracks, and he sat back down to continue watching the battle.

As a result, the more he watched, the more pleasantly surprised he was.

When did this Uchiha Madara steal Senju Hashirama's power, and use it so skillfully? As long as he guided him a little, in a few decades, the key to opening his mother's cage would be there.

It was just that Black Zetsu never expected that even bigger surprises were waiting for him next.

If he followed the path he had set before, Uchiha Madara might awaken the power of "all things in nature" before dying of old age, obtaining the Rinnegan he dreamed of.

But Black Zetsu ignored a problem.

Battle is the best catalyst.

In the process of frequently using Wood Style in battle, the power hidden deep in Senju Hashirama's blood began to fuse with the power Uchiha Madara himself carried.

The two blended together, and a trace of the "all things in nature" power Black Zetsu dreamed of appeared so vividly.

Although there was only a trace, even Uchiha Madara himself couldn't detect it, let alone awaken the Rinnegan, but it was real.

Must keep him under his control!

This was the only thought in Black Zetsu's mind. But soon he woke up from his beautiful fantasy, a look of struggle appearing on his pitch-black face.

According to Uchiha Madara's current situation, with both life and career flourishing, he likely wouldn't be fooled by him into leaving his home.

"Hard to handle~"

Black Zetsu scratched his head, frowning and pondering.

And Number One here also felt it was hard to handle. It had been tied up in an extremely shameful posture by Uchiha Madara.

With its power not yet fully recovered, it could only curse the injustice of the world, the unhelpful teammates, the too-fast version updates, and so on in its heart.

"State Three, approved to start."

Just in despair, Jigen's cold voice suddenly sounded in its mind. As this voice sounded, Number One's eyes widened, and a shackle hidden deep in its body was slowly opened.

The remaining six clones also received this order. Whether unconscious or awake, fallen or climbing, their eyes all gained a bit more beastly nature that devoured people.

"Eh?"

Uchiha Madara, who was playing "binding play" with the equally disobedient Number Nine, felt several violent auras behind him, and the brows that had relaxed due to joy instantly furrowed.

"Roar!"

The next second, Number Nine, held in his hand, suddenly let out a beast-like roar. Uchiha Madara looked down, happening to meet the beastly pupils full of violence.

"Let! Go! Of! Me!"

He had seen these eyes; they were exactly the same as the Nine-Tails on his transformation card.

Boom!

Scorching Tailed Beast chakra surged out, rapidly transforming into a jelly-like Tailed Beast cloak, tightly wrapping Number Nine's body.

"Zzz!"

Feeling the stinging pain from his palm, Uchiha Madara flung Number Nine away, looking at the gauntlet that had been corroded to black, a bit of inexplicable color appearing on his face.

"What kind of stuff is this?"

Turning his head, the scene before him was as he expected: the group of clones that had just been beaten down, like Number Nine just now, were all wrapped in scorching Tailed Beast chakra.

The originally black pupils had long been replaced by various beast pupils, and pairs of eyes full of violent aura stared fixedly at Uchiha Madara, as if they would tear him into pieces in the next second.

"State Three..."

Number One, who had been tied up, violently shattered the rope binding it, licking its crimson lips. The beast pupils like copper coins were full of killing intent, and the Tailed Beast cloak on its body was still condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I thought you had hidden some big move, it's just mere Tailed Beast transformation~"

However, facing the clones that had stolen Tailed Beast power from nowhere, Uchiha Madara showed no panic, instead showing a bit of disdain.

As a leader among the first generation of Tailed Beast knights, Uchiha Madara's understanding of Tailed Beasts was second to none.

The clones' Tailed Beast transformation was a superficial application of Tailed Beast power.

Having reached a "reconciliation" with the Nine-Tails, even without using the driver, he could enter the Tailed Beast transformation state through the Nine-Tails card.

It was just that each value was slightly improved by a few percent. Compared to the Knight System, it was simply a difference between clouds and mud.

"This time, I will make you lose convincingly."

Uchiha Madara sneered, setting his fighting stance again. This time, he was going to get serious.

"Whoosh! ~"

Just then, the armor he was wearing shone with blinding light, and countless light particles detached from his body uncontrollably, finally transforming into nine giant red and white fox tails dragging behind him, a mysterious power brewing within them.

Seeing this scene, in the dark red portal above the void, Jigen shook a red wine glass he had pulled from somewhere, watching Uchiha, who was displaying another power for the first time, with interest.

"Destruction and regeneration? Truly good power, but don't look down on my technology~"

"Nine-Tails, did you do this? You actually dared to hide it from me!"

Compared to Jigen's admiration, Uchiha Madara was more bewildered now. He looked at the nine tails dragging behind him, hesitated for less than a second, and beat up the disobedient pet in his consciousness.

"Wuu wuu wuu... it has nothing to do with me~"

The Nine-Tails, having been beaten for no reason, shrunk into the corner of the cage originally prepared for it like a wronged little daughter-in-law, trembling and explaining to the displeased Uchiha Madara. Its inner sorrow was known to no one.

I am the MVP. If it weren't for my support, you would have been beaten into a plush ball by those guys outside long ago.

"Do you take me for an idiot? Besides you, who else is here?"

But how could Uchiha Madara believe the beast's words? He immediately widened his crimson eyes, glaring fiercely at the Nine-Tails.

"Answer me!"

Look my eyes!

"There is... also..."

The Nine-Tails swallowed its saliva aggrievedly, just wanting to explain that the composition of the residents in this consciousness space was quite complex, but was strangled by a pair of crimson eyes that lit up in the darkness behind Uchiha Madara.

"... nothing, aren't you the clearest about it~"

No way, under the eaves, one had to bow their head. The Nine-Tails could only smile awkwardly, taking the blame for the beast.

That's right, I am the Tailed Beast King who is good at Yin-Yang Style, just as awesome as the old man!

"Humph!"

Seeing the Nine-Tails so obedient, Uchiha Madara let go of its crime of hiding things, snorted, and turned to leave the consciousness space.

After he left, Indra, who had been lurking for a long time, walked out of the darkness. In his hand, he was actually holding a lush green potted plant.

"You... performed well."

Carefully tending to the potted plant full of life force in his hand, the cold-white-skinned Indra nodded at the Nine-Tails expressionlessly.

"This... this is what I should do~"

Hearing this, the Nine-Tails widened its eyes in surprise. In its impression, Indra was a cold-blooded demon, specializing in plucking the tail hair of Tailed Beasts for fun.

After speaking, Indra didn't continue to pay attention to the Nine-Tails, which was like a pug, and disappeared into the consciousness space holding the potted plant from nowhere.

"If you don't make a move again, I won't be polite."

In reality, Uchiha Madara treated the power he had just awakened as a little trick hidden by the Nine-Tails, so he didn't continue to pursue it, instead looking at the clones still condensing Tailed Beast power, the impatience on his face flashing by.

Just a Tailed Beast transformation, is it worth reading the bar for so long?

Facing Uchiha Madara's provocation, the clones didn't respond. They were currently doing their best to refine the meager Tailed Beast chakra in their bodies.

"Huff..."

Finally, after refining all the Tailed Beast chakra absorbed before, Number One's face revealed a look of relief. Looking up at the impatient Uchiha Madara, a mysterious smile hooked on the corner of its mouth.

Slowly raising a hand, in Uchiha Madara's puzzled gaze, a grayish-brown seed grew from Number One's palm.

"That is..."

Uchiha Madara frowned. Although he hadn't seen it, he recognized this thing.

In the information Uchiha Gin brought back, there was information about this seed. The Second Kazekage of Sunagakure was almost sucked into a dried-up person by this thing.

A prop capable of absorbing the Tailed Beast's origin power, what were they doing taking this thing out?

Seeing the seven clones simultaneously pull out grayish-brown God Tree spores, Uchiha Madara, not knowing what conspiracy they had, set up an attack stance with some vigilance.

"Tailed Beast transformation? Hehe~"

Looking at Uchiha Madara, who was waiting in full battle array, Number One showed a look of disdain. As all the Tailed Beast chakra in its body was refined, the bright red chakra surged into the God Tree spore as if it had life.

"We are the real knights."

In Uchiha Madara's suspicious gaze, it actually squeezed hard, and the hard shell of the seed shattered under the giant force, revealing the circular dial inside that emitted an ominous aura.

"Another Time!" (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 496 =====